"Everyone is saying how we need a good arbitrator," Plaskett sang on Maritime Noon today.

Or, if not, at least a good rock anthem:

Here are the lyrics, as near as I can tell (we've numbered the unknown lyrics)

This is a song for the people who drive us around
For the brothers and fathers and mothers and sisters who take us 'cross town
You gotta play the game or you're gonna get played
It ain't a bad gig, but you gotta get paid
Wanna get home better (#1 take your bike )
Baby let me take you on a transit strike
Transit Strike

Nobody at city hall will touch a hot potato
Everybody's saying how we need a good arbitrator
It's a (#2 hornet's #3 nest) with a lotta red tape
Only thing's good's people getting in shape
You step on my toes, I'm gonna step to the mike
Baby let me take you on a transit strike

Most people don't know jack about the things they're asking
Only think I really know is that my name's Joel Plaskett
It's getting damn cold, gonna warm up my hands,
so I'm gonna light a fire in a garbage can
(#4 somebody) better start writing cheques
Nobody wants to hang by the old Sportsplex
(#5 Coulda shoulda) done this back in the fall
You're freezing off your balls in the West End Mall
Feels like we're living in a (#6 Maytag Fridge)
(#7 Best) way to get home is to walk across the bridge
Better tell your boss that you're going to be late
Let me take you out on a real cold date
We're going to the movies but we're gonna have to hike
Baby let me take you on a transit strike!